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Snow

Head Maid

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a character in “Hotel Transylvania”, as played by Embracing_Anime

Description

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Name: Snow
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Race: Flightless Angel
Height: 5 ft 7 in
Weight: 110 lbs
Physical Appearance: Short, straight locks of sheen white hair fall to Snow's shoulders. Stray strands sweep over her dull, aquamarine eyes. Along with her usual blank expression, Snow wears her servant uniform, at all times. In contrast to her humble, proper attire, Snow's vast, portable arsenal of extensive weaponry is hidden on her very person and in her private quarters. For example, she often carries a posion-laced dagger against the leg of her black boots or in her dress apron in she happens to be wearing formal, black dress shoes that day. Physically, there seems to be nothing striking about her.

Personality

Just like her physical appearance, Snow's personality is equally dull. She rarely exchanges words with anyone, and her attention never strays from her work as the hotel's head maid. Neither condescending nor joyful, Snow approaches everyone and every situation with indifference. If her behavior ever strays from the norm, her reasons for such unexpected reactions are always backed with logical explainations, rather than honest emotions and opinions.

Equipment

Special Abilities: Healing, Telekinesis, Weaponry Skills, Flight (Locked [check history])

History

In the past, Snow could identify herself as a proper angel. She was the perfect role-model, always completing her missions and tasks in a neat, timely manner. Over time, however, she developed a secert, forbidden friendship with a young patient at a hospital reserved for the terminally ill. The two grew close, during her Earth-bound trips. She took on a compassionate, consoling older sister role, and the small patient enjoyed viewing Snow as a guardian angel, literally. Upon knowledge of the patient's scheduled departure by the Grim Reaper, Snow became overwhelmed with conflicted emotions. Disregarding the ancient rules of the angels, Snow used her powers for one, sole, selfish reason---to heal her young friend. Catching word of such an act, Snow's overseeing elder could not overlook such behavior. After much desperate begging and pleaing, the elder was eventually persuaded. Reluctantly, they let the healed patient keep their well health, in exchange for Snow's privledges as an angel. A few hours after being discharged from the hospital, the patient was killed in a car accident. Snow became overwhelmed with guilt, as she realized that she rushed her young friend to their immature death.

Banned from the heavens, Snow became a fallen angel. Haunted by guilt and the young patient's possible hatred towards her, Snow vowed to never interfere with the lives of others. Her ability to fly confiscated, Snow always hides her shameful wings beneath her clothes. Ultimately, her personality and perception of the world around her has become clouded with logical reasoning and lacks any emotion.

So begins...

Snow's Story

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Character Portrait: Lady Rachel Princesca Character Portrait: Snow
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Hearing the unusually loud clamour in the lobby, Snow abandoned her dusting of an ominous, jagged ornament above the fireplace, without hesitation. "Are you alright, Miss?" Snow extended her hand towards the young lady, her eyes as dull and indifferent as her tone.

((OOC: Sowri it'sh sho short. > < )

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Lady Rachel was busy frowning at the Goblin when she noticed that a hand was being offered. She pursed her lips and took it, nodding in gratitude. "Appreciated. Thank you."

She smoothed out her dress and removed carpet fibres from it before looking over to the reception desk.

"You would not have happened to have seen my driver, would you? Tall, grey attire, pumpkin head?" An eyebrow cocked quizzically as she saw a wolf child run past with a sock in its mouth.

((OOC: It's fine. So long as SOME effort is put in and it's readable, it's all good.))

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Wary of the carefree, wolf child running around the lobby, Snow instanteously lifted the creature into the air by the collar of their shirt, preventing an unforunate mishap with a distracted zombie struggling with a guests belongings. Not bothering to turn her head in the slightest, Snow's harsh gaze stared down at the wolf child from the corner of her eyes. Shafts of moonlight that spilled into the lobby cast a cold glint over her eyes. "Be careful," she said, tone unwavering and dull. The startled wolf child nodded apologetically, before scampering up the stairs, with dampened sock in mouth.

Redirecting her emotionless gaze towards the vampiress, Snow returned her attention to the matter at hand, if it even slipped her mind at all. "Yes, Miss." Although Snow knew the vampiress' name, she concluded it would be impolite and unproffessional to address her, without her even exchanging her name yet. Snow gave a small nod, in the direction of the reception desk. Despite the large, bustling crowd of creatures clamoring about, one could barely make out the occassionaly flash of orange belonging to the vampiress' driver. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have matters to tend to." Giving a humble bow, Snow left the vampiress, without any further exchange of words.

Upon reaching the kitchen, Snow was greeted with the aroma of savory herbs and spices, along with the nauseating stench of questionable ingredients. Although many creatures happily embraced such scents, Snow---a flightless angel---was still somewhat human. Her expression remained blank however, as she approached several monsturous chefs. Immediately, the chefs ceased cooking, in Snow's presence, respecting her position as head maid. "Dinner must be served promptly at 21:00 (9:00PM). Guests may dine in the grand dining hall or in their rooms if requested. It is currently 20:45 (8:45PM). Please resume working." All chefs nodded in sync and continued preparing elaborate dishes specific for every species present.

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Character Portrait: Sophia Nightengale Character Portrait: Snow Character Portrait: Aello Vindictus
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Aello stared blankly at the person before hiccuping and wiping her mouth.

"Dining hall? Pfff yeah of course I do! I'm not stupid." She turned her nose up and instantly regretted it. Her equilibrium was still shot. "HYUUUURK!" The vase got a second dose.

"Maaaan. What was in those cookies..." She stared into the vase and examined the contents with both disgust and curiosity. "Carrots. Why is it ALWAYS carrots!? I didn't even eat carrots!"

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After checking the progress of dinner in the bustling kitchen, Snow briskly walked into the lobby to welcome any incoming guests, before dinner. Her gaze falling upon a two-tailed kitsune, Snow approached the young female. She bowed politely. "Welcome to Hotel Transylvania. Would you like any assistance with your personal belongings?" Her tone and expression was anything but welcoming however. Her eyes stared blankly into the brown ones opposite her.

(OOC: Welcome to the RP ^ ^ What age is your character?))

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"Certainly. Please follow me." Without another word, Snow silently picked up the kitsune's belongings and carried them over to the lobby's front desk. The skeleton receptionist didn't seem to notice Snow's presence, until their eyes rested upon her looming stare that gazed down upon them. They flinched in their rotating seat, unable to politely conceal their startled state. "O-oh, it's just you, Snow. Can I help you?" "One room please. Suitable for a guest of fox-like nature." "Fox-like?" "The guest is undoubtly a kistune." "Oh, okay." The receptionist's skeletal fingers reached for a specified room key from behind the counter, before passing them into Snow's up-turned palm. "Thank you." Snow's remark of grattitude could be discredited by her monotone, unmoved facade. She nodded towards the guest, before ascending up the flight of stairs to the kitsune's designated room. Upon the fifth floor, she led the guest down a winding hallway, squeezing past chatting creatures and dodging rushing servants.

Snow abruptly halted at a door at the end of the hall, swiftly turning towards the trailing kitsune. "Your quarters: Room 473." She curtly pushed the suitcase she was carrying into the kitsune's arms, without warning. "Dinner will be served in the dining hall in four minutes. It is located on the ground floor, opposite the lobby, near the kitchen." Not intending to wait for a reponse or at least an exchange of names and grattitude, Snow bowed her head and briskly walked away.

Once at the dining hall, Snow watched over the servants, approving last minute dishes and rearranging plates and cutlery. An antique, grandfather clock sounded on the hour, beckoning guests to enter and enjoy their specially prepared meals. Snow stepped back, surveying the crowd for anyone in need of assistance.

((OOC: Appearance wise, she's 125? Woah XD I was imagining a much younger kitsune. Not an elderly one. LOL. Request for Melty Cat to make you a room as a location to specify your post. You don't need it, but it helps with organization and such. ))

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